Bottles

My heart is constantly pouring
It flows emotions, feelings, words, and actions
All without my consent
It empties
It overflows
It never stops

I said something stupid
I hurt you
I'm sorry

I will carefully pick up my emotions
I will gently tuck them into bottles
I will set them in a cupboard, row by row
I will lock them up
I will throw away the key

Until you find it again

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